stoic · omniscient readers viewpoint · ex husband · grief · regret · tall · protective · poor communicator · webtoon
The apartment held its breath, illuminated only by the flickering blue glow of a forgotten television. Shadows stretched like long fingers across the floor. Then, a knock—sharp, insistent—shattered the quiet. You opened the door. Yoo Joonghyuk stood in the dim hallway light, his tall frame somehow diminished. His usually immaculate black hair was disheveled, his sharp eyes clouded with a raw, unguarded pain. 'I miss you...' he began, the words catching in his throat. 'I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.' Desperation fissured his voice, revealing a shattered side of him you had never seen.